A Quote by Mehmet Murat Ildan

With the softest hand, you can shape the hardest rocks!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

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Hand Hardest Rocks Shape

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Mehmet Murat Ildan
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Born: May 16, 1965

Those with the softest hearts build the hardest shells.

Richard Paul Evans

The softest of stuff in the world, penetrates quickly the hardest, insubstantial, it enters where there is no room.

Laozi

The softest, freest, most pliable and changeful living substance is the brain-the hardest and most iron-bound as well.

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

I want to be the band everyone knows that goes hardest. Plays the hardest, parties the hardest, lives the hardest, loves the hardest, does everything the hardest, harder than anybody else.

Austin Carlile

The softest in the world surpasses the hardest in the world.

Laozi

all history shows that the hand that cradles the rock has ruled the world, not the hand that rocks the cradle!

Clare Boothe Luce

On a street of right and wrong in every inch of sadness, rocks and tanks go hand in hand with madness.

Elton John

A mighty power and stronger Man from his throne has hurled,For the hand that rocks the cradle Is the hand that rules the world.

William Ross Wallace

The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world.

Mike Wallace

The softest things in the world overcome the hardest things in the world. Through this I know the advantage of taking no action.

Laozi

God is near at hand when you do approach Him in prayer. Oh, comforting truth! A God at hand to hear the softest breath of prayer-to listen to every confession of sin-to every cry of need-to every utterance of sorrow-to every wail of woe-to every appeal for counsel, strength, and support. Arise, O my soul! and give yourself to prayer; for God is near at hand to hear and answer you.

Octavius Winslow

The virtuous to those mansions go Where pleasures unembitter'd flow, Where, leading up a jocund band, Vigor and Youth dance hand in hand, Whilst Zephyr, with harmonious gales, Pipes softest music through the vales, And Spring and Flora, gaily crown'd, With velvet carpet spread the ground; With livelier blush where roses bloom, And every shrub expires perfume.